Chapter 6

Officer Jeffrey stared at Drin. Officer Jeffrey: Since when is Drin strong like that? I didn’t know about this shit! Is it because of the woman? It was too much for officer Jeffrey to digest. Furthermore, he also had problems digesting the sand that had taken on a porridge-like form and was falling out his mouth. He stopped thinking and started yelling:

‘You all saw it too, right? I’m not crazy! Drin: But a sand-eater! He created a sandstorm, a fucking sandstorm!’ He stopped for a moment and heavily gasped for air. To accelerate the process, he fanned himself with his hand. After he had taken in enough air, he continued: ‘What is wrong with this man? And why is nobody saying anything?’ Officer Jeffrey gazed around the room in hope of getting some answers. First, he gawked at the police officer. He still laid on the ground, with shit overflowing his pants. Officer Jeffrey realized that the police officer was now pissing himself. Obviously, he wasn’t able to answer, let alone capable to think straight. Officer Jeffrey: You’re no help at all. Shitting, pissing, what’s next? Maybe Drin knows something – The way he fought! Officer Jeffrey looked away from the police officer, into the direction of Drin who reached out for the woman. The woman hesitated, stared over to the enemy, then back to Drin’s extended arm. Lastly, she accepted his help. Woman: He’s strong, stronger than I expected – No, to say the true, I didn’t expect anything from him at all! Is he also a –

‘Are you alright?’, Drin asked. ‘Yes, thank you!’, she replied, pointing her finger at officer Jeffrey.

‘I think your colleague wants something from you.’ Drin followed the woman’s finger and spotted the perplexed officer who was still waiting for an explanation. But Drin simply shrugged his shoulders. Officer Jeffrey: And what is the meaning of this? I knew you were always weird but now you’re taking it too far! Officer Jeffrey gave up on Drin and put his last hope in the other guys:

‘Do you know what is happening right now?’ The bigger one decided to answer:

‘You know, people are different. Some people are strong, other are fast and there are people who play with sand. It’s nothing special nowadays!’

‘You want to fuck me?’, officer Jeffrey yelled. ‘You really think I’ll believe this shit?’ Drin: I don’t think that somebody wants to fuck you! Seeing the reaction of the officer, both guys of SMO hid their faces and with that their wide smiles. Of course, they knew what was going on, but they had decided to anger the officer instead. Maybe they didn’t fight the enemy with the woman, however, at least, they achieved something in their own way on this mission. The woman spoke up in a calm tone:

‘Please calm down, mister.’ She slowly placed her arms in front of her to indicate the officer that she meant no harm, to him or his pissing-friend. No, wait! Now he was shitting himself again. Interesting development! Officer Jeffrey completely snapped:

‘You want me to calm down? Me?’, he pointed at himself, ‘No! You fucking monster girl! How can you say something like that? You monster! And then you Drin, huhuhuh! Since when...’

‘Sorry, I can’t deal with it any longer!’, the woman mumbled to herself and decided to finish it quickly. With a quick blow against the neck, the officer lost his consciousness. Afterwards, the woman moved on to the police officer. However, he had already lost consciousness due to the mixed smell of shit and piss which had already enveloped the man whole. She turned towards her men, her nose covered by her hand, and ordered: ‘Take these two men with you and go. And put this man’, she pointed at the full pissed and shitted man, ‘in several trash bags! In the worst case, attach him on the car. When you come back here, don’t forget to take it with you!’ Drin: It? She coughed trice, rubbed her eyes, then turned towards Drin. Woman: I’m sure he could also be one, looking at his strength. Drin realized the intensive gaze of the woman and glared back at her with a lustful and pleased smile. He pressed his folded arms against his chest and slightly turned to the side. Then he said:

‘Oh please, stop that!’ He jiggled his body in a weird way, made himself small and even blushed softly. ‘Now, it’s not the right time or place. We can do it later, but’, he opened up, ‘when you’re the aggressive type – I wouldn’t mind doing it now!’ The woman reacted with: ‘Weirdo! Both men: The fuck is wrong with this dude? But let’s stay serious for now, ok?’ She sighed as she lowered her head. As she rose it, she asked Drin a question he certainly didn’t foresee:

‘Are you also a monster?’ Drin: Also! Drin didn’t answer, instead he pointed his finger at the enemy who was still lying on the floor. His eyebrows rose, while his eyes narrowed.

‘He’s not dead yet!’

‘Wait, I’ll finish him then I’ll take care of you!’, the woman said. ‘So, don’t even think about escaping!’ Drin: Take care of me – I can’t wait. With a serious tone, the woman ordered the men to hurry up. The moment the men had left the room, the enemy stood up.

‘I slept well!’, he rejoiced. He started stretching his body, ignoring the cracking sounds in the process. Drin repeated:

‘Slept well? Bro, you were knocked out!’ The enemy shook his head:

‘No, I was sleeping. But you two are really smart!’, he swayed his forefinger in mid-air, ‘You knew I was just playing dead and waiting for one of you to approach me, so that I could attack you. Therefore, you’ –

’Shut up!’, Drin interrupted, massaging his forehead briefly. He jiggled his head, then went on: ‘What are you playing at? Dude, what theory are you making up? I just wanted to see how long you would lie down. And I must say it was quite long. Puff – Hahaha.’ Drin couldn’t keep up with all the laughter and dropped to the ground. Enemy: Maybe she! The man glanced over to the woman, his posture lowered, but still with a bit of hope to be seen on his broken face. The woman also expressed herself:

‘I am a warrior with honour! So’, the enemy’s eyes glanced up, a smile flickered across his face, ‘I don’t hit weaklings who play with sand or lie on the ground and pretend to be dead.’ And like that, his shining eyes lost their remaining gleam. ‘However,’, a satisfied smile spread on her face, ‘I enjoyed it when you were lying on the floor’ –

Because I looked good in this position?’, the man interrupted with a grin, while he was looking for a suitable pose to show off his, at least for him, good looks. ‘It hurts that we’re enemies, but as a last wish, I can lay down on the floor again.’ Drin: What a hopeless simp! The woman gave him a sombre look, followed by a reply:

‘Sorry, I believe you misunderstood me. I enjoyed you lying on the floor, because I didn’t have to see your face that way.’ You could clearly feel how disgusted she was with the sandman, in her rough tone and expression. Once again, Drin couldn’t control himself and burst into laughter. He also provoked the enemy by imitating him and thereby reducing his voice:

‘If you want, I can lie down on the floor for you.’ Drin pointed his finger at the floor while standing up. ‘Go on! Lie down! Hahaha. How can you be so arrogant and stupid at the same time? And then you act like you weren’t hurt badly. Didn’t you get a big beating earlier?’ The sandman blushed with shame and rage. His face turned deep scarlet and weak mist ascended from his head. He clenched his hands to fists. He was literally trembling with anger:

‘I will kill you, as my name is John Stone’ –

‘Hahaha, stone!’, Drin interrupted him again and lost control due to his laugher. With one hand on the ground, he supported himself. He didn’t want to end up on the floor with all the laughter, again. ‘That’s why sandman, because you’re made of small stones. That’s so logical, hahaha.’ Now, the woman chuckled too and said:

‘I must say this was quite pleasant. Hahaha.’ Inside him, Drin was incredible delighted, because he had made the woman laugh, but it was not time yet to act. He had already created several scenarios in which he would win over the woman for himself. Enemy: You’re making fun of me? Drin and the woman both stopped laughing, the woman far earlier than Drin, when they noticed something was wrong with the man. Sand formed on the man’s skin, which increased over time. It came out of his body and covered the man completely, until a tall and firm titan of sand about 3m tall stood in front of Drin and the woman. It was large, wide, and so heavy that the ground beneath them began to break slowly. It wouldn’t be long before the whole floor would collapse. Drin was not really surprised by the transformation, instead he crossed his arms. His mouth flattened and his eyebrows furrowed. Drin: It was clear that the sandman would turn into a sand monster! What surprise!

The two men who had left the building with the two policemen previously entered through the window. They each held a large grey container.

‘It was a clever idea to enter the room by the window! If you had taken the door, this dumb monster would have smashed you.’, Drin applauded as he pointed at the enemy.

‘We thought that it would be much safer.`, said one of the men, wiping the sweat off his forehead with relief. The woman took the container from the men and strode towards the enemy.

‘Let’s finish it, sandman!’, she proposed. Drin rubbed his hands. Drin: Now it’s getting interesting! The enemy looked down on the woman as he demanded:

‘And how will you beat me? You would have to get through my sand armour’, he hit his chest twice, ‘and even if you managed to do it, you wouldn’t be able to touch me. I’m an Elemental Type made of sand, you stupid cow. I let you hit me earlier on purpose. I just wanted to see how strong you are.’ Luna: I was wondering why all my attacks connected. Drin retreated some steps. Drin: Okkaaay, if you’re into something like that. Nowadays there are increased fetishes. I don’t mean to criticize you, but that’s a little extreme friend! The woman formed a grimace and retorted:

‘I know a lot about you, so don’t worry too much! If I want to hit you, I will hit you! And is stupid cow your best insult? Are you still a little child?’ You could not see it, but you could hear the enemy clapping his teeth in anger. And you could see him clenching his sand hands into two gigantic fists. The woman turned quickly to Drin; she had a strange feeling creeping up her throat. ‘You will now…see’ – Drin got ahead of her:

‘Please, don’t worry about me. I’m going to be fine.’ Woman: I forgot; he might be a monster himself. So, it shouldn’t really surprise him that I can turn into one. She turned back to the enemy. Shortly afterwards, something happened to the woman – A transformation. She grew and grew and, in the process, she tore her clothes. Drin: Is this one of those special nude scenes? At the same time, her skin got covered with thick fur. Drin: Fuck, not a nude scene! The woman’s nails turned into mighty claws, her nose turned into a muzzle, she got supernatural, big fangs... she became a werewolf. She was about 2,50m tall and had silver-grey fur. Just like before, she still had the same beautiful eyes. One could clearly see her ripped six abs and defined muscles. Her groan was loud and strong. Even the sand colossus retreated some steps. Drin couldn’t look away from amazement. Drin: How gorgeous. Once again, Drin got an abrupt headache.

‘Oh, a werewolf. That’s why I had this unpleasant feeling. Now I get it.’, the enemy rejoiced. ‘Well, I wanted to be promoted to a SS-rank monster. So, a werewolf just comes right for’ – The enemy noticed that he was trembling. Enemy: This’ll be a great and interesting fight! While Drin was still having a headache, he suddenly saw a picture in his head. He saw a silhouette of two children playing in a lush area. Then the picture rapidly vanished again. Drin: What was that? Who were those kids? But most importantly, why does that woman have such a familiar smell? I curse my amnesia and this awful pain! Drin hit himself on the head several times. He fought pain with pain, and it worked. The werewolf was irritated by Drin’s strange behaviour, but she turned away from him. Werewolf: I don’t have time for that now! She took the containers, opened them and poured all the water that was inside them over her. Enemy: Water, it looks like she’s got her head on me. She can touch me now. Anyway, I want to know how strong a werewolf really is. The enemy, as well as the werewolf, took a fighting position. The enemy assumed the fighting position of a boxer, while the werewolf went on all fours, her head stretched forward and her claws stretched out. The enemy provoked the woman:

‘Let’s play little puppy. Wulff!’ Drin slowly shook his head as he commented:

‘This is really sad!’ Enemy: You’re a sad! The werewolf also responded with a provocation:

‘No problem, John. Sorry I messed up – I wanted to say Mr. Stony!’ Drin had to grin at that comment. He raised his thumb with pride. Drin: That’s the way! Both fighters cried out: ‘Let’s do it!’ Immediately, the two charged at each other: ‘Ahhhh...’ Drin: I hope I don’t have to intervene again!